I can honestly say this Bank Holiday/Easter weekend has been the toughest of all the weekends during my marathon training programme. Who planned the marathon to be so close to this! All I have wanted to do is eat lots of chocolate and drinks lots of alcohol...!
I am not a big drinker, I enjoy a sociable drink with friends every now and again, and before marathon training probably had a classic 'binge drinking' night out maybe once every couple of months, or if it was a birthday or similar occasion. Likewise with food, I eat healthily the majority of the time anyway, enjoying the odd sweet treat (usually chocolate, often Malteasers or Dairy Milk Daim!) now and again. But all this aside, I found this weekend a massive struggle.
Since January I have probably had about three glasses of wine (all at social meals) and three ciders (post Lincoln 10k), and I have been relatively luckily that no occasions, parties or events have occurred which I have been invited to and then had to awkwardly fit running around or attend feeling wracked with guilt. I am also luckily to have a very understanding and supportive friend around me who has not peer pressured me into a spontaneous Saturday night trip into town!
But a four day Bank Holiday weekend has proved slightly different. My social media streams have been filled with people either drinking with friends or getting glammed up for a big night out, as well as posting copious amounts of Easter theme chocolate treats! Although at 23 I would still be classed by many as 'young', I am a bit old before my time - within my house I have the nickname of 'Nan' which gives you some idea of my role! But I suddenly felt the desire to act my age and just hit the town - which for someone who has been so committed to marathon training for the past months was a bit of a shock.
However my commitment did not wain and I managed to find a (sort of) happy medium to get through the weekend. Friday I spent the evening with friends, sipping pineapple juice whilst they enjoyed wine, but did allow myself to have a chippy tea and some sweet treats so not to be totally removed from any form of fun!
Saturday night my friend's sister came to visit and we took her for drinks in town, so at least I had an opportunity to get a bit dressed up and not be photographed in running gear for once this year (see photos). Again I stuck to pineapple juice - I am actually surprised I have not turned into a pineapple the amount I consumed! Sunday was the night where everyone seemed to be doing something - the excitement of having no work on a Monday proving too much to handle. After my long run in the morning I was quite bored by the late afternoon/evening (too much time off work already!), as was my friend. Any other year we would have probably joined the masses and donned our heels and dresses ready for a night out, but I restrained. Instead I opted for a night of watching Casualty on the BBC iPlayer (I was not joking when I said I was old before my time...!)
So my Bank Holiday has not been what it could have been, but I am proud my commitment to the marathon has held strong. With three weeks to go I would have probably been extremely annoyed with myself today if I had let it slip! I am now just looking forward to the big celebration I am going to have post marathon - when I will definitely have something to celebrate!
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